Anabella's POV
I was stunned by his words. I gave him a puzzled look but realized his eyes were closed, acting like he said nothing.
''You smell of nutmeg mixed with fresh honey.'' He murmured in a deep, husky voice while he sniffled deeply. I scoffed at his words and shook my head. Silence enveloped the whole place, and I had to speak up out of curiosity.
"Who owns this town?" I inquired.
''My grandmother.'' He replied, which got me curious.
"How did she get such a big town?" I asked amazed while he shrugged his shoulders and spoke.
''Grandmother was the only child of her father, King Edwin, who was a hybrid.'' he explained, while I was in awe at his words and asked.
''And your grandfather?''
''He is a werewolf," he replied, which made me furrow my eyebrows, confused because my mo
